I go lead doz wey nor dey si, pass di road wey dem neva travel pass before. I go turn dia darkness to lite kon make rof road smooth for dem. Dis na wetin I promise and I go do dem; I nor go fail.
God tell mi, “My savant, I get big work for yu; yu nor go only make Israel pipol wey survive, great again, but I go still make yu di lite for di nashons, so dat all di world go dey save.”
I go tell doz wey dey prison sey, ‘Make una kom out!’ And doz wey dey for darkness, ‘Make una kom enter lite!’ Dem go bi like sheep wey dey chop grass for hill.
All of una wey dey respet God and obey en savant words, di road wey una dey waka fit dey dark, but make una trust una Oga God! Make una put hope for una God.
Make una respet di Oga una God, before E go bring darkness wey go make una kick stone fall on-top mountins! Make una respet am, before E go turn una lite to darkness.
“Di oga praiz di wayo manaja, bikos of di wayo sense wey e use. Bikos dis world pipol sabi use dia wayo sense for business pass pipol wey dey for lite.
Jesus ansa dem, “My lite nor go dey with una tey. Naw wen di lite dey, make una take am waka, so dat darkness nor go kover una. Bikos di pesin wey dey waka for darkness, nor dey si where e dey go.
yu go open dia eyes make dem for waka komot from darkness enter lite. Make dem komot from Satan hand, go meet God, so dat God go forgive dem dia sins and dem go follow di pipol wey God don make klean, bikos dem bilive am.’
Even doh dem know sey God dey, dem nor dey gri gi-am glory as God. Dem nor dey tank am for all di tins wey E dey do. Instead, na nonsense tins dem dey do and dia wiked mind nor fit undastand di trut again.
Bikos God wey sey, “Make lite shine from darkness,” Na-im dey shine inside awa heart, so dat E go give us di lite wey show us en glory wey dey Christ face.
Make una nor make friend with pipol wey nor bilive, bikos, na wish kind friend raitiousness and bad tin won bi, or na wetin lite and darkness get togeda?
Before naw, wi dey bihave like fool; wi nor dey obey; wi dey deceive pipol; wi bi savant to tins wey dey sweet us; wi dey do bad tins and dey jealous odas; pipol hate us and wi hate dem too.
But if wi dey inside di lite as en ensef dey inside lite, all of us go bi en friend and Jesus wey bi en pikin, go use en blood take wosh all awa sins komot.